Anyone can
about rain
can sing
take pictures of it
can paint
can write poetry
as a lost cloud
walk in the rain
without an umbrella
without you
But the rain is not the object
Rain works
for being to be love itself.

Hear, and it shall be done.

Don't try to win, just don't lose.

the future me meets
the past me
they have a conversation
It will be proud of
the present me.

It is not a flowing star
It is not a falling star
perhaps, it's not a destructive journey

watch the falling leaves
watch the falling rain
watch the falling snow

falling stars are yes

leaves are not leaves, they are the leaves of tree
rain is not rain, they are the rains of cloud
Snow is not snow, they are the snows of sky

A star is not a star, it is the star of love

It is a smile in your tears alone.

You
who love me too much
are unapproachable
as people
who don't love me.